Mother کے بول

Bursting with empathy, I'm feeling everything The weight of the world on my shoulders Hope my tears don't freak you out They're just kinda coming out It's the music in me and all of the colors Wish we didn't live, wish we didn't live so far from each other I'm just sitting here thinking 'bout the time that's slipping And missing my mother, mother And she's probably sitting there Thinking 'bout the time that's slipping And missing her mother, mother